92: Chapter 92 Feng Jiaxin's Thoughts

"Brother Shen~"

Feng Jiaxin's face flushed a rosy red, and she called out in a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz before shyly scrambling up.

Shen Weiyue wiped his clothes with an unperturbed expression and teased, "It's fortunate it only spilled on me. If it had spilled on the bed, you wouldn't be able to explain it when your sister gets back."

Feng Jiaxin was so embarrassed she buried her head in her chest, not knowing what to say.

Those two slaps Shen Weiyue had just given her were clearly overstepping boundaries, yet she couldn't bring herself to hate them at all.

On the contrary, she actually liked it.

Thinking about how he was about to leave Shenzhen and that it would be hard to see him again in the future, her mood sank.

"Brother Shen, I'm so afraid we won't be able to see each other again. Are you going to abandon us once you go to university?"

"Jiaxin, you are an adult now. You need to be brave and share some of the burden for your sister. She is your support, and in turn, you are her backing."

Shen Weiyue usually only spoke a few extra words to good-looking girls. Seeing Feng Jiaxin like this, he encouraged her, "Be strong, get into university, and help your sister live a good life."

"Brother Shen, my sister said that if we follow you, we'll have a good life," Feng Jiaxin said weakly.

"I can help you for a while, but not for a lifetime."

"Why? Can… can't we follow you our whole lives?"

"You're silly. In the future, you'll have to get married and start families, and I have my own life to live. You need to become independent and live your own life…"

Shen Weiyue tried to make this silly girl understand a principle: all good things must come to an end. But the more he said, the more difficult Feng Jiaxin found it to let go.

She blurted out, "My sister likes you."

"I know," Shen Weiyue replied calmly.

"Can't you be my brother-in-law in the future?" Feng Jiaxin asked, her eyes full of expectation.

"No," Shen Weiyue said decisively.

Marry Feng Jiayue as a wife?

That was impossible.

Not to mention whether he would even get married in this lifetime, even if he did, he wouldn't imagine her name being the one written on the marriage certificate.

It wasn't about discrimination based on status.

Purely based on facts, countless cases told the world that sustaining a marriage couldn't rely solely on physical attraction.

If values didn't align, there was no common language, and souls couldn't resonate, it would be very difficult to go the distance.

Feng Jiayue's life experience wasn't enough to support her having common topics with Shen Weiyue in the future; they were only suitable for huddling together for warmth at specific times.

Hearing this answer, a deep disappointment flashed in Feng Jiaxin's eyes: "Brother Shen, are you looking down on my sister because her education is low and she's not good enough for you? Then what if you add me…"

"???" Shen Weiyue finally lost his composure. "What are you saying?"

"I said… I said I want to marry you too in the future…" Feng Jiaxin seemed to use up all her courage when she said this, and after finishing, she buried her head back into her chest.

Director Shen had lived two lifetimes; what kind of situation hadn't he seen?

But he had truly never seen this situation!

Damn it, using this kind of temptation to test a cadre, are you?

Which cadre could withstand such a test!

He admitted he was tempted. Two beautiful sisters, a charming wife and concubine, wouldn't it be wonderful to hold them in his arms?

But in just an instant, he killed off that flicker of excitement.

Eighteen-year-old Feng Jiaxin's mind was not mature enough; she was prone to making decisions in the heat of the moment, which could easily cause a lot of trouble.

She wasn't Feng Jiayue; she hadn't thought clearly about what she wanted.

But Shen Weiyue knew girls like Feng Jiaxin too well. It wasn't easy for her to be this proactive, and a blunt rejection would only leave her with deeper feelings of inferiority.

Privately, he also felt that such brave enthusiasm needed to be protected!

He had to think of a way.

Hmm, he had it!

Shen Weiyue took out a lighter, lit a cigarette, and then looked out the window at a forty-five-degree angle. After a long silence, he said faintly:

"Jiaxin, you are still young. You don't understand what love is…"

Feng Jiaxin's heart skipped a beat. Brother Shen looked so broken.

"I once loved someone recklessly, ignoring our respective statuses. I loved passionately and proactively, with the same desire to break through all worldly obstacles that you have."

"But young as I was, I wasn't mature enough and didn't have the patience to wait for our feelings to grow. The vines of our love had just blossomed, and I impatiently went to pick the fruit that had just started to grow. That fruit was sour and astringent; in the end, neither of us could swallow it, and we had to retreat."

"But regardless of who was right or wrong, that experience caused me pain. I don't want to experience such green, immature love ever again in this lifetime."

"Perhaps some people appear just to teach us a lesson. The person who taught me was her, but I don't want to be the one to teach you."

"Your mind cannot withstand such forced growth. You need to meet the right person at the right time, at an age when you understand what you want."

"I no longer have the confidence to love someone again. I don't want to hurt you…"

Shen Weiyue said a lot in a low tone, like a broken man full of wounds.

As for a scumbag, having been hurt in love is an essential element.

These rambling words of his sounded like this to Feng Jiaxin:

"Blah blah blah, Brother Shen was hurt in love, blah blah blah, he was heartbroken, blah blah blah, he doesn't want to hurt me…"

The little girl was extremely moved.

"Brother Shen, I've thought it through. I want to follow you in the future. I want to be your woman together with my sister."

She was too excited, so much so that she didn't notice her sister had returned. Feng Jiayue stood there at the doorway, dumbfounded.

The younger sister was a newborn calf unafraid of tigers, and the older sister witnessed it all firsthand.

Good heavens, is Shen Weiyue someone you can play with?

Even I, your sister, can't get a handle on him at all; why bother getting involved in this muddy water?

"Jiayue, you came just in time. Persuade your sister."

Shen Weiyue shrugged his shoulders at Feng Jiayue 'helplessly' and then walked out the door.

"I'm going downstairs for a smoke. You two talk."

He stayed downstairs for more than ten minutes. He didn't know what the sisters had talked about, but anyway, after Feng Jiayue came downstairs, she glared at him helplessly.

How dare you, you even dare to glare at me?

Shen Weiyue raised his eyebrows: "Are you doubting me?"

"No," Feng Jiayue panicked and hurriedly explained, "Jiaxin's mind is muddled; don't pay any attention to her."

"But your eyes tell me you are doubting my motives."

"I really am not…"

"I don't believe you. Give me your belt."

"Ah~ Here, right here?"

Feng Jiayue looked around in a panic, her whole body trembling, and her speech became stuttering.

"If you want to do it here, that's not impossible."

"No, Brother Shen, I'll go book a room."

At this moment, Feng Jiayue instantly stopped thinking about her sister's matter. She couldn't figure out what was wrong with her; why did her heart itch whenever she heard Shen Weiyue mention a belt?

It seemed like a strange gene was awakening, and she was full of anticipation for such things.

…

A long time later.

She snuggled in Shen Weiyue's arms, thinking of her sister's matter, and said reluctantly: "Brother Shen, will you come to see me in the future?"

"I will come eventually. I'll have to develop other businesses then," Shen Weiyue replied calmly.

"Then can I go to Jianghai to see you in the future? Don't worry, I won't go to your school. I'll just be passing by, and I'll only go if you agree…"

"You can," Shen Weiyue stroked her head. "How is Jiaxin doing?"

"She is very stubborn; she's determined to follow you."

"Then you'll have to figure it out yourself. I don't have the energy to manage these things. I'll leave twenty thousand yuan, and I'll leave this place to you."

Looking into Shen Weiyue's deep eyes, Feng Jiayue understood she couldn't keep Shen Weiyue; him spending money on her was already his greatest sincerity.

Thinking of her sister's idea, at this moment, she wavered.